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a thousand gnats

A thousand gnats died clutching the skin of this small tree.
Their dried bodies point out the wind, wave like flags– or plastic bags.
.
A ladybug strolls by.

life was a cherry

Life was a cherry, plucked and passionately devoured.
I cursed the obstreperous seed for complicating the course of my lust.
Now only the seed remains, smooth and undeniable.

Linked Poetry: 18 by 3

I have an idea for an 18-link poem in 3 sections of 6 alternating stanzas of 3 and 2 lines, as in renku, regay, etc., written by 3 poets, A, B, and C.

Poet A sets the foundation of the poem.  Poets C and B determine the progression from that foundation.  Poet A gets the last word.

That is:

§1:    A3  B2  C3  A2  B3  C2;

§2:    C3  A2  B3  C2  A3  B2;

§3:    B3  C2  A3  B2  C3  A2.

Section 1

In stanza 1, Poet A sets forth a topic, idea, event, image, object, or mood that is collectively explored from different perspectives in the following 5 links of the section.

Section 2

Poet C is responsible for the transition from section 1 to section 2.  Similarly to Poet A in stanza 1, the opening stanza of section 2 must present another topic, idea, event, image, object, or mood that will be explored in stanzas 8-12.  Stanza 7 is not only a link from stanza 6.  It must somehow create a progression from section 1.

Section 3

As section 2, but opened by Poet B.

Questions:

  • Will there be closure, or will the end be left open?
  • As elegant as this sounds, is it overly complex?  Is there a simpler way to achieve the same thing?

Let’s find out by trying it.

Thinking On Linking

The linked poetry I want to write is inspired by Japanese linked forms.  The primary goal for me is to take them as inspiration and to experiment freely.  The basic form is groups of 3- and 2-line stanzas.
Forms of linked poetry I’d like to try, over Twitter or otherwise:
More “twenga” – 36-link kasen renku for 3 poets.  I’d also like to try it for 9 poets (suggested by Kris Lindbeck).  Each poet is concerned only with the preceding link.  ”Link and shift” is the basic organizing principle.
Rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms).  As I understand it, each rengay has a theme.
Themeless rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms).  Let us, by experiment, find out if there is a mechanical reason why Mr. Gay made theme a component of the rengay.
“12 by 2″ – a 12-link poem by 2 poets.  The form of the rengay done twice in one poem.  Theme or no theme.  For the second 6 links the poets switch order.  Poet A writes links 1 and 12.  Poet B writes links 6 and 7.
“12 by 3″ – as 12 by 2, but with 3 poets.  Theme or no theme.  For links 7-12, poets switch order.  I’m open to any and all possible orders for links 7-12 (BCA, BAC, CAB, CBA).
“18 by 3″ – as 12 by 3, but poets switch order twice.  Three sections of 6 links.  Each gets a chance to lead and to close.  Grouping 1: ABCABC, CABCAB, BCABCA.  Grouping 2:  ABCABC, BCABCA, CABCAB.  Grouping 1 seems elegant in that A opens and closes the poem and B and C each get consecutive stanzas at the two transition points.
Questions I have about 12×2, 12×3, and 18×3:
If no further order is imposed, does the order itself, and switching the order, promote interesting dialogue between contributors?
Is there a compelling reason for further organizing principles?  One attractive example that could shed some light is for the 1st Grouping of 18×3:  The leader of section 1 (poet A) sets forth a topic, idea, event, or object that is collectively explored from different perspectives in the following 5 links of the section.  As poet C is responsible for closing section 1, so is she responsible for opening section 2.  The opening stanza of section 2 must present another topic, idea, event, or object that is explored in the same manner.  This stanza must develop or relate in a meaningful way to the topic, idea, event, or object of the previous section, not just link from stanza 6.  Poet B, who closes section 2, repeats this process for the opening stanza of the third section.  Poet A, who does not control the transition stanzas (6-7 & 12-13), but who is responsible for establishing the foundation of the poem in stanza 1, gets the last word in stanza 18.  As elegant as this sounds, is it overly complex?  Is there a simpler way to achieve the same thing
And so forth.

The linked poetry I want to write is inspired by Japanese linked forms. The primary goal for me is to take them as inspiration and to experiment freely. The basic form is groups of 3- and 2-line stanzas.

Forms of linked poetry I’d like to try, over Twitter or otherwise:

  • More “twenga” – 36-link kasen renku for 3 poets.   I’d also like to try it for 9 poets (suggested by Kris Lindbeck).   Each poet is concerned only with the preceding link.  ”Link and shift” is the basic organizing principle.
  • Rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms).  As I understand it, each rengay has a theme.
  • Themeless rengay (both 2 and 3 poet forms).   Let us, by experiment, find out if there is a mechanical reason why Mr. Gay made theme a component of the rengay.
  • “12 by 2″ – a 12-link poem by 2 poets.   The form of the rengay done twice in one poem.  Theme or no theme.  For the second 6 links the poets switch order.  Poet A writes links 1 and 12.  Poet B writes links 6 and 7.
  • “12 by 3″ – as 12 by 2, but with 3 poets.  Theme or no theme.  For links 7-12, poets switch order.   I’m open to any and all possible orders for links 7-12 (BCA, BAC, CAB, CBA).
  • “18 by 3″ – as 12 by 3, but poets switch order twice.  More detail.

Questions I have about 12×2, 12×3, and 18×3:

  • If no further order is imposed, does the order itself, and switching the order, promote interesting dialogue between contributors?
  • Is there a compelling reason for further organizing principles?

And so forth.

This is the first linked poetry that we conducted on Twitter (twenga), from 2009 9/23 – 30.  It consists of 36 links by 3 poets.  First in the rotation is Kris Lindbeck, second is me, third is Tetsubishi.

1   bright thunderheads
    shining in a softer sun
    ignoring winter                                 kl

2   holiday parade lights spill
    over their eager faces                          p

3   upon the river
    a thousand lanterns flicker,
    souls drifting seaward                          t

4   on water's dark rumpled silk
    lamp light, moonlight, starlight                kl
5   surprised,
    he notes the distance to the shore
    and takes her hand                              p

6   her fiance's diamond ring
    sharp against his fingers                       t

7   a tiny pain
    defining sorrow:
    clouds hide the sun                             kl

8   still hunched over her spelling;
    mother turns the desk lamp on                   p

9   the pen's thready scrape
    like barren winter twigs
    against the window                              t

10  the page a snowy plain
    crisscrossed by black birds                     kl

11  words slip from her mouth
    and drop quickly underfoot
    never to return                                 p

12  rivers do not flow backward;
    clouds do not fight the wind                    t

13  gazing at bamboo
    I feel it brush my face
    a spiderweb                                     kl

14  after giving up on ladybugs
    one alights on my open palm                     p

15  a bright spark of life,
    no less fragile and perfect
    than my own                                     t

16  silver cricket song
    on this sea breeze evening                      kl

17  stirred from sleep,
    a row of palms
    strikes up a tune                               p

18  the coming storm still distant,
    a bruise on the horizon                         t

19  lightning,
    after four breaths, thunder
    a fitful breeze                                 kl

20  on the sun-baked hillside
    a still white flower                            p

21  the tiny, pale hand
    of a doll - lost? abandoned? -
    in the sere grasses                             t

22  matted hair, dusty eyes
    yet once a child loved her                      kl

23  empty bottles:
    sour catalogue
    of fruitless search                             p

24  no djinn to wish away pain
    only absinthe's green fairy                     t

25  at the café
    the cold granite table
    a sneering waiter                               kl

26  in his footsteps
    the specter of unspoken words                   p

27  crunch of dead leaves
    there is nothing left to say
    not even Goodbye                                t

28  the pear trees red and gold
    the oak just turning                            kl

29  cold autumn sky:
    overhead wires
    frame the restless clouds                       p

30  row of doves packed wing-to-wing
    feathers puffed against the wind                t

31  in Hebrew
    they call this a "lying sun"
    it brings no heat                               kl

32  in cold truth
    there is fire                                   p

33  a paper house burned
    with a few ill-chosen words
    crumbles in silence                             t

34  sunrise shines rose and yellow
    over the damp ashes                             kl

35  last night's beach bonfire;
    footprints lead away
    in all directions                               p

36  one trail curves into the surf
    and does not emerge                             t
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